Life on the Farm 1- Father Son Bonding
Nathan looked over at his pa, who was now moving his hips in and out of the false mare, pumping like a wild stallion. "okay boy, in and out, vary the speed and enjoy the ride." hank grunted out the instructions as his tail flagged up and down.
The Thundering of Hooves
Soon enough though, even that isn't enough for the cruel zebras any more - and the first of the wild stallions is sitting down with his anus lodged directly onto nala's mouth.
gone camping
There was a loud rumble that woke him up from his book on wild horses and how they were tamed. he looked and saw a mist fog coming towards him he pulled out the other tent and set that up in moments.
Chapter 2 Sweet and Juicy
For one, she had the same peculiar accent, speaking slowly and serenely, like the wild horses did. and only painted horses named themselves after _things_. they were always named after flowers, pastries, colors, sometimes even stars.
Forcing Obedience: Part Two
He would be there, a wild horse under their control, even if he did not know it yet. funny how things in life had never worked out for him.
Realty Bites
Once he felt the tight welcoming heat beginning to envelope his shaft, even wild stallions wouldn't be able to pull him away.
Demons of Darkmist
Like if he fell asleep for a moment and woke up, he found himself in a new position, he lay on his back and this time she was the one in motion, riding him like a wild stallion.
A Day At The Cinema
He fucks me like a wild horse as he begins to fill the last inch of cock into my bowels, i can feel my orgasm begin to bubble up, my fuzzy balls churning as my prostate hit again and again.
The Book of Warlock 12. A portent of doom.
This couldn't be a wild horse. it was strong, healthy, intelligent even. it must have come from a far-off battlefield, though there was no ally brand upon its flank. maybe someone would come looking for him? perhaps he was already ridable?
Sixes Wild: Long Tongue of the Law
We got down to business, rutting away like wild horses. i grasped at his back. the leather vest bunched up under my paws. he backed me against the cell wall and rode me steady. his dark fur shone like polished wood in the evening light.
Love Rings
"careful there, my wild stallion," stark said jokingly, "we wouldn't want you to waste all that fine breeding juice by dumping it on the floor instead of in your mare, now would we?" jared smiled.
The Last Fox Hunt Of Britain
Now, i turn it on, and begin to drive her crazy with the imitation of wild stallion-like thrusts of a horny feral mustang. i had practiced this move for some time. i have it mastered perfectly, to her sudden astonishment. "where-uh!